Surviving.

Last night was my worst night yet. Long story short: I panicked about one of my courses and how much of a circus it was and I was upset because I was feeling very stupid after taking a "self assessment" test for that particular class. My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't get to bed until late.

But we actually had that class this evening and it turns out that it's not going to be as bad as I thought. 

It's just me being crazy.

I'm just a big, ball of nerves and anxiety right now. 

And probably will be until I get more into the swing of things and get a solid routine going.

As my grandparent used to say: 

You will survive. You just won't look like much. 

After all this lack of sleep and insomnia-cal tendencies, I'm guessing that one to be true! 

heheh!

Here is a pic of before I left, when I was trying to take pics of me with my new, gorgeous jewellery on with Brooklyn too ... and daddy caught us (look in the background), heheh!

Awww, how I miss these guys sooo bad!